Levi folded the letter in his lap and laid it aside. He left his hand on Hannah’s leg as she began to weep. Initially, the tears fell with quiet sobs but soon evolved into monstrous howling.
He pulled her into him and let her bury her face into his shoulder. Her chest heaved, the pain pouring out of her in thick bellows, scraping her throat harshly with pointed ends.
“I’m here for you,” Levi whispered, rubbing her back. “You let it all out, honey. I’m here for you.”
A patter of rain fell outside, and she continued to sob against his chest. Her hands were tight around the back of his neck, and for a split second, he began to wonder if the passion of her grief was powerful enough to make her lose control and shift.
She pulled away from him, and the thought flew away. Makeup left black stains on her cheeks, and her eyes were red and swollen with sadness.
She was a stunning woman no matter how she looked, but seeing her so sad was like a punch to Levi’s chest. He touched her cheeks, wiping away the mascara streams, feeling his soul folding inward.
“You are so beautiful, Hannah,” Levi whispered. “Beautiful and brave. I know that wasn’t easy for you. I’m proud of you.”
Hannah’s shoulders were still quaking from the aftershock of her breakdown, but she had brightened up enough to smirk at him. Thunder cracked outside and cast shadows over their bodies, closing off the world and further cozying their private universe.
“Where did you come from?” Hannah asked, sniffling.
Levi grinned, then continued stroking her cheeks. “Uh, well, that’s a good question,” he said. “However, I should ask you that, the angel falling from the vents above.”
A genuine, sweet laugh moved through Hannah’s body, making her cheeks swell like fresh apples and her eyes crinkle delightfully. She pushed her forehead into his, still smiling.
“You really know how to get a girl excited, don’t you?”
Levi had no time to respond because before he knew it, they were kissing again. Hannah pushed him down onto the bed and climbed on top of him, pants still on, their lips never leaving one another’s. She aggressively helped him remove his shirt, her sadness having been transferred into unadulterated yearning.
“I need you,” she purred.
Levi was happy to oblige because he was starting to think that he also needed Hannah. The way the sun needed the moon, the ocean needed the land.
He helped her remove her shirt, the both of them beginning to breathe and pant like dogs. The reveal of her breasts was positively appetizing, reaching behind her back and unclasping her bra to release those glorious orbs.
“Fuck,” Levi growled.
She grinned as she ground against his hard cock beneath his jeans. She took his hands and placed them on her bare breasts, a succinct gasp releasing from both his mouths. Her skin was so soft and wonderful.
Levi couldn’t take being half naked anymore, so he began to shimmy out of his jeans along with his boxers as she did the same with her own. He watched her the entire time, wanting to memorize every corner of her delicious body.
They returned to their positions, utterly nude. Levi’s hand went to his cock as he watched her return to crawling toward him like a jaguar stalking its prey.
“I want you so bad,” he said sharply.
Hannah straddled him again, teasing him with her wet pussy. She slid up and down on his cock while moaning, wetting his shaft with her arousal. She had a mischievous look on her face as he held onto her hips, not quite guiding him inside her just yet.
“You’re mean,” Levi grunted with a smile.
“I’m just getting started,” Hannah murmured.
Eventually, Hannah couldn’t take it anymore. She sat up, took his cock by the base, and slowly and sensually moved him into her warm pussy. Levi felt like the heavens had opened up as he filled her, throwing his head back into the mattress.
Hannah began moving her hips roughly against him and then leaned forward on his chest. Levi had never felt any strength like it before in his life, but then again, he had never slept with a shifter before.
It was something that had crossed his mind before, but he probably should have considered the details before getting down and dirty.
He became acutely aware of her shifter nature as her claws protruded from her fingernails, then slid down the top of his chest to his torso. They broke his skin, and a thin line of blood followed their path.
“Hannah …” Levi cringed.
Hannah immediately stopped riding him and then lifted her hands from his chest. Her eyes went wide as she realized what she had done in the haze of her eagerness.